Kalim: your not stupid mc
Mc: no I am I thought Washington dc was in Washington
#WHAT WOULD I DO ? , vil, leona .
..cw for mentions of vomit
› ..even though there is not a lot of words, these the closest moments to happen in your relationship. gn reader. — this was inspired by what would i do? by strawberry guy bc i bawl my eyes out to the beginning and had this idea while taking out the trash.
holding back your hair while you throw up.
i don’t believe that vil would do this, ever really. so when you come along, everything somewhat became clear to him while this happened, that youre the one for him, and that he loves you.
although i do think he would absolutely despise vomit, the soft rubbing on your back as he holds back your hair is enough to say that he loves you, even without words.
letting you cry into his chest.
to me, leona wouldn’t really do something like this either, unless he knows that he loves you. to him, this shows his trust and care for you, even if its something simple like this.
i think he would be a great person to cry to. he seems like a decent listener, holding you in his embrace as you sob and cry for whatever reason without saying anything, because sometimes actions speak louder than words.
Twisted Wonderland request. I'm in my 30s now so I'd be old enough to be a teacher but what if we stepped that up to a guidance counselor? y/n would be a crucial part in the overblot students' therapy. it doesn't have to be romantic just something that was on my mind
Being the NRC guidance counselor
Genre: angst a bit? Reverse comfort, platonic, maternal figure more than friend or lover
Format: one big paragraph mess (just my thoughts on how’d it go)
Pronouns: they/them (gn reader)
Being the NRC guidance counselor would include some things that aren’t exactly in your line of work. For example, deadly tantrums (the overblots). Crowley would hire you right after the first overblot and have an assembly introducing you. When you go up to speak and tell your intentions, no one really takes you seriously. But when Leona’s over blot happens and in such a public setting, people start getting tense. You want to help, so you send out a survey and have everyone fill it out. You look at the results and talk to individual students. In fact, you spoke to Azul before his overblot. He didn’t say anything concerning, but you knew better. He wasn’t being open. You didn’t blame him, he didn’t know you. After his overblot though you started noticing the pattern in the overblots. It was the house wardens. So of course your next target was Kalim. You stayed over the holidays to watch him and noticed him acting differently than how everyone had described him. Of course, since two new students always seem to be with the overblotters and they only started when they came along, you brought that up with Crowley. He dismissed it and you didn’t bother bringing up your suspicions to him again. He never listened. What threw you off is when The vice housewarden overblotted and not the housewarden. You thought this job wasn’t for you, investigating wasn’t the job for a guidance counselor anyway. No one would blame you if you looked for work elsewhere. You were almost going to throw in the towel, until a student willingly knocked on your door and asked if you had the time. You were ecstatic, they actually had problems they wanted to talk about. With you! That student was Vil shoenheit. You listened and you gave him solutions and similar situations such as his. He came in annoyed and left relieved. You thought it was going well, until he overblotted as well. You were in the dirt, you didn’t prevent anything. But hey, more people willingly come to talk to you now and you schedule weekly sessions with the students who overblot. You track their progress on growing as a person and offer them a place on campus if they just need to calm down. You talk riddle down, You reassure Azul, Vil, and Idia, you build up Jamil and Malleuses’ self identity. Even if Leona takes advantage of your office and takes naps there because he needa a “mental health break”. It was a mess at first, but you’re really helping. You can feel it. They don’t feel like going to you is a drag anymore, they go to you happily because they know you can help them.
I Think Something Might Be Wrong
Characters: Azul, Floyd, Grim. Mentioned: Riddle, Leona, Yuu, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus, Jade.
Night Raven College is in complete disarray. This isn’t unusual, per say, but there’s something distressing to it.
Riddle can’t get his students to leave their dorm, not even their dorm rooms.
Mostro Lounge is completely overwhelming Yuu, leaving them stressed and snapping at anyone nearby.
Malleus’s students simply won’t leave him be, they’re following his every movement and asking for advice every three seconds.
Idia is crying in a corner, and while that’s not new, the fact that he’s banned from his games until the end of the day is.
Kalim is miserable as he focuses on his party, managing every detail to perfection.
Vil is exhausted from his morning workout, and is covered in dirt as a result of it.
Leona is sulking in his dorm, growling as one of his students tries to enter and tell him breakfast is ready.
And Azul is simply, plainly, and wholly confused as to why nobody is where they’re supposed to be and why nobody is concerned.
See, when he woke up in a completely different place than when he fell asleep, it immediately set off alarm bells. Was it a prank? Surely it was a joke played on him by the twins. It wouldn’t be hard, he supposed, to sneak him into Ramshackle dorm in the middle of the night.
But there’s something…even more different. Grim, Yuu’s precious ward, was sleeping on the bed with him, tucked around his feet. When he nudged the creature with his foot, he earned a sleepy, “Morning, Henchman.” from him.
Azul laughed, which only made Grim look confused. The creature shrugged, then said, “It’s tuna time! Get up, or we’ll be late!”
This made Azul pause. Since when was Grim ever so blatant with him? But, he supposed, maybe it was a joke after all.
He got up and padded down the stairs, groaning at the feeling of walking. Why would walking hurt? Why does he hurt all over? It was so bad, actually, that he had to grab the railing of the stares to keep himself from falling.
“Azul? You good?” Grim asked, scampering toward him, “You look sick. Do I need to tell the teachers you aren’t coming today?”
“Pardon? No, no, I’m quite fine. Thank you for your concern, Grim.” Azul said, “Actually, do you know where Yuu is?”
Grim paused, “Jeez, you must be in pain if you’re asking for them. They’re probably busy at Mostro this morning, though. Why?”
Azul’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion, “Why would Yuu be at Mostro Lounge?”
Grim stared back, “Because it’s in their dorm?”
The two stared at each other.
“What an amusing joke. Now, will you tell me where they are really?”
Grim scampered up Azul’s leg, settling into his arms as he yelped in surprise. “You don’ have a fever. Did you hit your head last night?”
Azul huffed and set Grim down, “I’m not- this little joke needs to end now, Grim.”
The concerned look Grim gave him made fear pool like lead into his stomach. “Henchman, I think you need to see the nurse.”
“Pardo- I’m well, thank you! I…” he sighed, deciding to let it go for now, “Well, if Yuu isn’t here, I suppose there’s no harm in tuna.”
Grim was quickly swayed over into forgetting the conversation at the mention of tuna, and he cheered as he ran down the stairs in front of Azul, straight to the kitchen.
Azul did his best to make it downstairs, gripping the railing. He stretched his back when he finally made it to the bottom and shuffled into the kitchen behind Grim.
It was clean - cleaner than he had ever seen it. It looked somewhat renovated as well, with cool, teal hexagon backsplash and freshly painted white cabinets. On autopilot, Azul went to grab a can of tuna and a plate for Grim, trying to remember what he could of the night prior. When Grim was served and Azul quietly began to make himself breakfast, he paused, staring down at his own hands.
Since when did he know where everything was? Since when did he go into someone else’s dorm and eat their food, especially when they’re out?
He began to put the food away, only to hear Grim yell, “Henchman! You have to eat breakfast, I know you! Get to cooking.”
He paused again, distraught, but barely had time to register it before he heard a knock at the door.
Surely this must be the end to the nightmare, he thought, the prank must be over since he didn’t give in.
When he opened the door, he was met with Floyd.
“So this little prank i-“
“Do you remember everything?” Floyd cut him off, looking worried and almost sick.
“What?” Azul asked, “What do you mean?”
“Who’s the housewarden of Scarabia?” Floyd asked again in a rush, his heterochromatic eyes staring down at Azul.
“Kalim Al Asim.” He replied, “What kind of question is that?”
Floyd let out a sigh of relief and practically tackled Azul in a hug, “Thank the seven you remember. Nobody else does, not even Jade. I think it’s because I-“
“Get off my henchman!” Grim cried, running over to them. He crawled up Floyd’s legs and waist, nails digging in as his bit down on his hand.
Floyd looked confused and shook his hand, watching Grim refuse to let go.
“I won’t let them rope you into a contract!” Grim said around Floyd’s hand, though he honestly could have said many other things and they’d be none the wiser.
Azul managed to break free of Floyd’s hold long enough to tactfully remove Grim from the eel.
“Azul,” Floyd said, “You’re missing’ your magic, right? Cause Shrimpy’s suddenly got some and it looks like yours.”
nrc university attendance
would rather show up to class sick than be marked absent
riddle, azul, jade, ortho (on behalf of idia), sebek
consistent attendance, only gone for emergencies (illness, personal matters, etc.)
deuce, trey, jack, jamil, vil
skips whenever they’re hungover
ace, cater, ruggie, kalim, epel, silver
floyd, rook, malleus
shows up for exams and nothing else
leona, idia, lilia
| MC who has terrible luck
Character(s): Malleus Draconia
TW: Injury, car/carriage crashes, illness, minor angst
Notes: Gender neutral MC || My friend sent me a meme about the fact that everyone has one friend who can never catch a break and seems to be targeted by god himself. Unfortunately, that friend is me according to her and everyone else so after the risk of losing the house, my health going to shit in the worst way for me at the time, various other complications and a car crash within the past 2 months, I figured I needed a better way to cope which is this <3
He's constantly horribly concerned about you even before he knows you all that well considering everything he hears going on around you. He considers that it might be the first years you hang around but it doesn't take long for that theory to be disproven
On top of constantly being roped into every single overblot incident and more, everything in the entire world seems to quite literally be against you
His life isn't really led by luck with his magic often taking the lead and ensuring him safety and success. With you, who doesn't have that privilege, it's a completely different story which is made much more evident when you don't seem to react to any of the frankly horrifying situations that you find yourself in
How you could be so used to this really makes him worry about how your life was before
You'll joke about some higher power targeting you but even Malleus begins to genuinely believe it with certain things going wrong only when you were present
The first time he attempted to bring you to the valley of thorns, he'd had to take you through the mirror and by car the rest of the way to the castle because teleporting, he had found, made your blood pressure drop drastically, something that he doesn't think he'd ever come across before
And only when you are in the car - a magically powered limousine - does another car somehow crash into it, from your side and only affecting your side in any way that mattered
But you act like you're completely fine. A little shaken and sporting a few small cuts from the glass which shattered on you but otherwise alright. Even he himself was panicked by the occurrence and yet you acted like it was a regular kind of incident
Even when he takes to putting up elaborate shielding spells around you, nothing seems to help. Your health which he had begun always closely monitoring, would take a random turn for the worst with a sudden deficiency which Silver and himself are absolutely certain there should be no way that you have
And whenever the spell weakens when it's been up for too long, something ridiculous will happen that the spell can't block like a tree branch falling directly onto you
It genuinely terrifies him because you seem to accept every incident so easily
Crowley forgets your staying in Ramshackle and a government issued bulldozer comes into the school to take it down since it's a safety hazard while you're in it? He's never teleported so fast in his life but catches you climbing out of under some shattered wooden planks. "Don't worry, only like 3 planks fell on me and most of them were rotting and light anyway :)"
One of the horses violently throws you off of it into a fence? You sit up with a wince and give him a thumbs up. "I'm alright :D" Well, you shouldn't be!
You're mortal already, he hates the risk of you suddenly getting into some freak accident that he can't save you from which only seems to be amplified since it's you
He gets so, so worried some days and will cling to you so much, absolutely refusing to let you out of his sight
You make him really tempted to just keep you in Briar valley but, knowing you, you won't be safe there either. As much trust as he has in magic, he certainly can't be certain of your safety when even he's struggling to keep up with everything that goes on
He's used to time moving slowly but here you are giving him whiplash
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“Do you want to play a game?”
[TWST AU]: An MC/Yuu taking the role of Jigsaw.
Gender Neutral MC/Yuu
[Synopsis]: In this timeline, this MC/Yuu is not what they seemed to be and they like playing games.
[TW]: Graphic descriptions, cursing, and manipulation.
Let say MC/Yuu was an ordinary high school student studying to be an engineer before being transported to Twisted Wonderland.
They’re very intelligent, and somehow kept up with their friendly facade.
Well, they don’t always act nice.
They’re actually a serial killer continuing the works of John Kramer A.K.A. The Original Jigsaw Killer.
MC/Yuu has kidnapped and forced terrible people to participating in their sick and twisted games to give them a second chance in life to become better.
Law Enforcement were already tracking down who killed the victims and they didn’t suspect a high-schooler to be the one behind the murders.
Once they traveled to Twisted Wonderland, the first part is the same.
Grim discovers them.
Crowley drags them (plus Grim) to the ceremony.
Except this time, The Dark Mirror sees something through MC/Yuu’s soul that should not be provoked.
The mirror would keep shut about their dark secret as it also senses if it slips up, MC/Yuu will go after for blood.
Crowley would be oblivious and to some students, too.
Except for others who may suspect something is off about MC/Yuu, but can’t figure out why.
Also they adopted Grim as their “apprentice.”
MC/Yuu: *Enjoying time with their friends*
Deuce: Oh, MC/Yuu. You have something on your face.
MC/Yuu: *Has a red stain on their cheek* ‘Crap. I became sloppy.’ ￼It’s nothing. It’s probably from painting a portrait. Wanna see?
Deuce: Oh! What did you paint?
MC/Yuu: A rose bush. ‘Thank god I finished the painting after torturing that pig (Tortured a Savanaclaw student).’
MC/Yuu: *Building the reversed bear trap*
Grim: *Tugging at their sweatpants* MC/Yuu, I’m hungry.
MC/Yuu: In a minute. I’m almost done with this piece.
Grim: Why are you building that thing anyway?
MC/Yuu: Well…I couldn’t forget what I studied. So I’m exercising what I can remember.
MC/Yuu: Fine. I’ll get your tuna.
Riddle: Dreadful news I received.
MC/Yuu: *Acting concerned* Riddle, what happened?
Riddle: My mother is being hospitalized.
MC/Yuu: Oh no. That sounds terrible. Was her injuries serious?
Riddle: Of course! She has broken fingers and her jaw was fractured… *Realization hits him* How did you know she was physically injured?
MC/Yuu: … *Their facial expression became blank*
Riddle: *Feeling fear* MC/Yuu?
MC/Yuu: One of my inventions during a game. I should’ve given her a craniotomy as she thinks she’s right on everything. What a bitch.
Riddle: *Horrified and backs away from them* You…
MC/Yuu: That’s right. I forced your mother to participate in one of my death games. Her screams were delightful to hear~ *Smiles creepily*
Riddle: *Lost for words*
MC/Yuu: *Reverts back to their blank expression* She should become a better person after her treatments.
Riddle: Why? Why would you do that?
MC/Yuu: Because of second chances. I want terrible people to appreciate life, and not waste it on frivolous things.
Riddle: …Who else knows about your secret?
MC/Yuu: *Sighs* A follower of mine. He was too easy to manipulate.
Riddle: Then you know I have to report on you.
MC/Yuu: On what evidence? No one will believe you~ *Leaves the lounge*
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I love your blog so much but I've never gotten to make requests. You're one of my favorite writers. ❤ Can I request Headcannons for Ace as a boyfriend but this is readers first relationship?
Sorry for taking so long lol
Okay this wouldn't be Ace's first dating relationship.
However, it was your first.
That's why you were nervous.
Ace would probably be the one to confess his feelings for you.
And so you two start dating.
Dating Ace is a roller coaster ride.
Let's just say that he is a little too honest in some respects.
However, Ace does not mean to offend you.
He will definitely rub your relationship in Deuce's face.
If you would like to go watch his basketball games, Ace would be happy.
He becomes more powerful when you're watching.
Ace holds a PDA.
He always has an arm around you when you're around him.
Ace also enjoys a little teasing.
He doesn't mean it in a bad way, though.
Ace would like to be a little spoon.
He would love to rest his head against your chest.
Since you are an Ace partner, you also sometimes run into problems.
He has a tendency to cause them.
You will also receive gifts from him.
Ace loves to see a smile on your face.
Rook Hunt NSFW headcanons!
(minors DNI if you ignore my warning you will be blocked without hesitation same goes with ageless blog!)
If your ever piss of rook during sex beware he might act clam but once your so “close” to cum he will pull it out of you and make you beg for it..（though it is hard to piss him off-）
Unless if rook is lenient on you he might just fuck you harder or faster but if you are loud he’ll ask you to lower your voice otherwise you’ll have to explain to Vil why there was loud noise coming from Rook’s bedroom
After your “rough night” you probably won’t be walking properly for a while and if anyone asks you why your walking like that and rook hears he’d smirk then walk away
on one occasion he rook got vil to join you and him you knew you were fucked more like your walking ability
Vivi - Please do NOT repost on any other platform nor translate it and post it as yours
(Sorry if this is very short I haven’t been feeling like myself anymore)
『 𝕋𝕎𝕊𝕋 𝕍𝕊 𝕋𝕆𝕀𝕃𝔼𝕋 𝔼𝕋𝕀ℚ𝕌𝔼𝕋𝕋𝔼 : 』
𝘪.𝘦. 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 <33
𝘾𝙒: 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐎𝐂 !!! 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙣 <3 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨 !!
𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙩-𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 (𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙢 𝙞’𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 5 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙬) 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 <33
𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝙐𝙋:
LEONA [he’s rich - he probably had servants wipe his ass for him as a kid and just never grew out of it], Ace :(, TREY, Kalim [genuinely forgets to put the toilet seat down], Idia, CROWLEY, Vargas, Floyd, Cheka [he’s,, a child,,].
𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝙋𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙉: <33
RIDDLE [did you really think his mother would let him keep the toilet seat up?], Vil, Jamil [<3], Ruggie, DEUCE [his Mum raised him right kekekek i love their relationship sm], Cater [practically lives in a 3:1 sister/mother ratio so ofc he keeps the seat down], Lilia, Jack [grrr bark bark alphas never inconvenience their omegas >:(], Neige, All the staff [minus Crowley + Vargas], Malleus, Silver, Azul, Jade, Rook, Epel [Vil would beat him up if he didn’t].
𝙒𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙃𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙋𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝘿𝙊𝙍𝙈 𝙇𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙎:
Jamil [used to actively remind Kalim to go back into the bathroom and put down the toilet seat but eventually gave up and started doing it himself], Ruggie [again. It’s Leona. As much as i love him, i know he doesn’t put down the toilet seat :( plus Ruggie probably had to put the toilet seat down for all his siblings + kids in his hometown so it’s legit just a habit at this point].
𝙒𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙔 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙃 𝙁𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙇𝙀 𝙋𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙀𝙀 𝙄𝙁 𝙄𝙏 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙎 𝙄𝙉: [𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢]
FLOYD, ACE [challenges Deuce to see whoever can piss the farthest on a daily basis], Deuce [unwillingly roped into it because Ace makes it a competition and calls him a chicken if he refuses], i regret to admit it but Idia probably does it too [does it to test his pro gamer aim so he can flex his skills to his discord kittens later].
𝙒𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙔 𝙊𝙉 𝘼 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙊𝙍 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙐𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙔 𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙆 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝙄𝘿𝘿𝙇𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙋𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂: [𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙊𝙊𝘾 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙙𝙘 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 :)]
Deuce [chats to his Mum], Malleus [i know for a fACT that Sebek would stand next to Malleus while he’s peeing to “protect him”], Idia [this mf has 0 bitches so he gets no calls but he definitely plays games while shitting or casually talks to Ortho (who's standing next to him holding a toilet roll and air freshener to waft away the stench of an absolutely monstrous shit that only consists of GFuel and chips,, i.e. average discord mod dishes <33)], Cater, Crowley [he has literally 0 standards there’s no way in hell he wouldn’t do this in a business call], Epel, Rook [casually sits in and talks to Epel (unwillingly involved) or Leona (also unwillingly involved) while they’re shitting. He would do it to Vil too but he got banned from sharing a bathroom with him after talking about how beautiful Vil looks when he wipes his ass].
𝙍𝙀𝙁𝙐𝙎𝙀𝙎 𝙏𝙊 𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝘽𝙀𝘾𝘼𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙄𝙏’𝙎 𝘼 “𝙃𝙐𝙈𝘼𝙉” 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊 𝙐𝙎𝙀:
Sebek [i’m convinced that he doesn’t know how to use such “advanced mechanical human contraptions”, and so he instead resorts to wearing adult diapers or using magic to clean himself whenever he sharts].
𝘿𝙄𝘿𝙉’𝙏 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘼 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙇 𝙃𝙀 𝙀𝙉𝙍𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙉𝙍𝘾:
Epel [he grew up in the countryside so he either pissed in one of those gross wooden Shrek-looking outdoor toilets that have years worth of bacteria build-up, no toilet seat, and a nest of possums or Huntsman spiders (idek if that’s what they’re called but i’m not risking seeing photos of them just to look up their proper name) or squirrels living in it,, or he just dug a hole and shit in the bushes.]
𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝙆𝙉𝙀𝙀𝙎 𝙋𝙊𝙋, 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙂𝙍𝙊𝘼𝙉𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝘼𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝘽𝘼𝙍𝙀, 𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝘼𝙎𝙎 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙆𝙎 𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙄𝙏’𝙎 𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙄𝘾, + 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙎𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙀𝘿 𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙋𝘼 𝙉𝙊𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝘼𝘾𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝙇𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙋𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏 𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝘽𝙇𝙀:
Trey. [mf literally works for a family of bakers i knOW FOR A FACT THAT HE HAS GRANDPA CONSTIPATION].
𝙂𝙀𝙏𝙎 𝙋𝙄𝙎𝙎 + 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎𝙉’𝙏 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙉 𝙄𝙏 𝙐𝙋:
Ace :( [i love you so much Ace but you’re literally the epitome of gross teenage boy :(], Floyd, Trey.
𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎𝙉’𝙏 𝘿𝙀𝙁𝙀𝘾𝘼𝙏𝙀 + 𝙀𝙓𝘾𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙀:
Ortho. [,,, robot,,,]
𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙎 𝘼𝙎𝙇𝙀𝙀𝙋 𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙏:
Silver, Trey [old grandpa needs his hourly naps].
𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨?
𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 :𝘋
𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪’𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 + 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪’𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘬 >:)
𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘫𝘥𝘫𝘩𝘧𝘫𝘥
Howdy do~! I’ve got a fluff/angst headcanon in mind: The dorm leaders’ (including Jamil’s) fem! s/o suddenly wakes up screaming in the middle of the night because of a traumatic nightmare of them Overblotting. As she wakes up, she tearfully tells them she’s scared of losing them a second time. How do they comfort her? Please and thanks!
A/N: This was a request sent to me more than a few months ago, and considering my upper limit being 4 characters per headcanon, I assume this request wants me to write Riddle, Leona, Azul and Jamil?
For Raven's TwstOBer day 5: Dream
Riddle is quick to brew you a cup of herbal tea to help ease your mind and hold your hand as he asks you what’s wrong.
You tell him you were dreaming of his overblot, the way he lost control and demanded obedience, the way his choker bled onto his pale neck as if it’d cut through. You tell him you fear it happening again, that you’d lose him to the monster raised by the same mother.
Riddle sits next to you and looks into your eyes very seriously, he reassures you with great certainty, “It won’t happen again. I’ve changed, well, I am trying my best to change.”
The world he thought to be absolute was only so because he knew nothing of the outside. The world he thought was wrong has expanded into so many colours, so many experiences, so many people, and so many hours beyond that small window. Every day, he’s learning something new. Every day, you’re teaching him something new. He could never return to being a thoughtless doll now that you are in his world. Likewise, he could never return to treating the world like a doll house, thinking that everything can be defined by absolute and ironclad standards.
“I think with my own head now,” he promises you, “I am here by your side on my own accord, just to raise an example. Regardless of whether it is ‘right’ or ‘wrong’, I will stay here. That is how I know now that no one is or needs to be absolutely correct, not me, not mother.”
Leona doesn’t want to give anything a damn in the middle of the night but he will sit straight and listen to you until he knows you’re fine, so you’d better start talking so he can get back to sleep.
You tell him you were dreaming of that magift tournament, that time when his laughs cut deeper than his claws, that time when he gave up on everything, everyone, and himself, once again. You recall the despair that made up his roar reverberating in your veins, you recall the sand and dryness that evokes a sense of helplessness, you recall the crimes he almost committed. You tell him you don’t want to lose him to the monster that everyone makes him out to be.
“Tch. And what can we do? What can you do? Can you crown me king? Can you change what my own people say about me?” Leona almost scoffs in his reply, cynical as always, though you shouldn’t be surprised, “Fact is, life’s not fair. There are things I can’t change no matter what I do, let alone you, herbivore.”
He doesn’t sound especially comforting with a frustrated hand at his temple, but you’ll have to understand his reassurance in his language, “But there are still battles I’ll have to take head on, and when I do, I want all the chess pieces at my disposal,” he gestures at himself, “be it a king,” while his tail points to you, “or a pawn.”
He was born to lead, it was just never made known to him. If you choose to be his kingdom, this time he won’t abandon his people that easily.
Azul pulls up a chair and sits in front of you looking the best he could in the middle of the night. He begins to calmly and soothingly ask you questions that would guide you to tell him what’s wrong.
You tell him you were dreaming of breathing in the sea, losing your breath over seeing his true form, in awe, in fear. He was not like himself, all his grievances bursting out as spilling ink, dark and spreading. You stared into his constricted pupils, crazed and furious and blue like the ocean, blue like ice, blue like tears. You tell him you fear the monster he always hid inside him, you fear that anger, that vengeance would take over him again.
Azul grimaces briefly. The implication that he would stoop to something which he so meticulously hid isn’t pleasant for him, he values his benevolent and sophisticated image after all. However, since it has happened once back then, and he certainly has not forgiven or forgotten how he had been wronged, so he at least acknowledges that your fear is well-justified.
“How rude of you, to accuse that I’d revert to being who I used to be?” he puts on his fake sad face which quickly transforms to all the confidence and charisma he has when roping someone into a contract. “I’ll have you know I am a changed man. Have you not seen the Mostro Lounge’s profit this month? Have you not seen my performance in the previous practical alchemy exam? No one here can make light of me.”
You silently note that he is still using achievements to “measure” his worth. But you sigh and relent, this will take time. And if anything happens while he’s still fragile, well, at least this time he won’t be alone.
Jamil rushes in, alerted and concerned, but he runs a hand though his hair in relief when he finds you in one piece. He was about to excuse himself if you were fine, but he does notice the cold sweat running down your forehead.
In response to his worried questions, you answer that you were dreaming of the winter holiday, of being blasted to the ends of the dimension and your heart pounding with every icy breath you take because every second you waste on getting back was one step he edges closer to death. You were dreaming of his maniacal laughter, of all the things that were so raw, so violent, and yet so true. Not that you want to hold him back but… you’re afraid of losing him to the monster he’s capable of being.
For freedom, Jamil would give quite literally anything, and that hasn’t changed. He knew there would be prices to pay, sacrifices to make, he always knew, but the weight of those prices sank in for the first time after his overblot. He had a narrow vision, thinking that if he’d lose them anyway, what good is there in searching for treasures?
But after almost losing everything, it’s different. If he’s gonna be stuck here anyway, laying the groundwork for a better, smarter scheme, then why not take what he can to make this cage a little less miserable? The path he has to take before arriving at a destination can surely be paved into valuable memories too.
He places a hand on yours, “There… are things that I don’t want to risk in the life I’m living now, I can’t afford to be desperate like last time. But I will find a way. I will obtain everything I want. One day I’ll be free, not as a monster, but as me.”
I reckon yuu has atleast some people admiring them for their 'heroic' acts for each dorms, ironically enough
characters. riddle, leona, azul, kalim, vil, idia, malleus.
includes. gn!reader, flowers aren't limited to girls.
cw. each has a student from their dorm/another liking reader, book 5 spoilers? kinda.
note. this was supposed to be for celebrating 4k and originally I had a fic that I was supposed to publish but I got really busy w/ school and stuff so I supposed I'll just drop this 😚 I'm also sick btw *cries
if someone asked you; "what do you think the students see you as?" you'd probably answer, "a wannabe I guess." technically you were sure that you were right about your guess. if there's anything that you'd know about a school that worships villians is that they'd hate someone whose the polar opposite.
which is you, with you basically 'saving' the dorm leaders and all. atleast the person in question didn't seem to pick at you for helping them and not going like 'I don't need your help.'
which is also why you're.. shocked to say the least when some random student you can't say that looks familiar hands you a bouquet of flowers, clearly flushing at your stare. you notice a white envelope tucked into the variety of flowers as well as a box of chocolates.
funnily enough you wondered if twisted wonderland celebrated valentines day on a different month.
albeit the possibly hundred other gazes from the other people. why'd they have to do this in the cafeteria exactly? it would've saved you the trouble if they did it on a more private scale.
you can only smile at them politely. honesty feeling a mixture of embarrassment and shyness cause you've never received such a bold confession yourself. "thank you?" you feel a little bad when they deflate at your short answer to their gifts but nevertheless pleased.
"you're welcome. I tried to pick out the flowers for someone as special as you but it can't compare." they absent-mindedly state. you can't hide the grin on your face, you just met this person and they're already flattering you. it feels nice to be appreciated.
kinda cringe but you take it back this person is really cool.
— riddle rosehearts
bystander number 1. who wants to collar that person by anger, along with jealousy then proceed to stomp away. riddle would actually do that but only when you're not around cause you'd probably not be too happy if he punishes your 'friend' and he wants you to see him as the 😇 reliable young lad everyone loves.
suddenly had the will to impress you and one upped everything the other person did. so they got a 49 on the magical analysis test? that's too bad, riddle got 50. get on his level. so they answer correctly only when called? well riddle's voluntarily raising his hand and getting them all correct. oh they can cook?
oh well. he can do everything else better else than cooking so it doesn't really matter. you'd be a fool to choose someone else over him. but he supposes its part of the charm, infatuatingly enough.
— leona kingscholar
bystander number 2 who either just doesn't care or is secretly really mad. knowing leona it's probably the latter because it's leona and if there's something he hates it's probably getting upped by some random person whom he's clearly better than. you must be really blind if you have the audacity to ramble about said person to him.
went really grumpy for the span of days to weeks. ruggie literally would do anything you ask if it meant that leona's gonna be to his old self, lazy sure but he didn't used to place this much work on him!
your fault or not you'd probably also get affected by his drastic change of attitude. bro literally ignored you as well as everyone else, reverting to his mean self but treating you with more bitterness. it's probably not your fault but he doesn't regret a thing because you actually look upset when he pays you no mind. so you do feel something for him 😒😏. flashbacks to kaeya
— azul ashengrotto
bystander number 3. who's borderlining between wanting to get depressed then crawl in his octo pot to cry and absolutely ruining everything this random cheap made. I mean, really? those aren't even your favorite flowers! where did they get them, at the nearest dollar store? if he were them he'd give you the most expensive flowers you'd ever lay your eyes on!
and that's what he does actually; literally showed up on your doorstep with a handsome smile and gave you the most prettiest flowers you've seen yet. consider yourself charmed! bro literally made you forget about that other person for days until you saw them like a month later which is kinda bizarre..
the twins don't let you know that azul put them up on a 'job' to keep em' away. but it does use for good blackmail material against the jealous octopus.
— kalim al asim
bystander number 4. legit doesn't get jealous. kalim literally is just happy that you have admirers like him because you deserve it! he'd be more upset if you didn't have admirers honestly. okay but lowkey though, he isn't trying to compete at all but you receive a large bouquet, definitely much grander than the one you received and a heartfelt letter tucked into it.
how was that person supposed to win you over when kalim does it better?? ok but this is like the jamil situation in book 5 LOL.
if he actually somehow gets jealous he feels bad because he knows he'll do it better ( not condescending /gen ) so he just resorts to trying to win your affection and forgets about not trying then completely overshadowed the other person's previous attempts. bro only spared a 'I feel bad' look then smiling again because yay! you like him better now :)
— vil schoenheit
bystander number 5. AKA, the one who knows he'll do better and actually does do it better ( condescending ). vil doesn't even bother doing anything cause he trusts you enough to make the.. correct, choice. you do know that he's one of the most sought off person in the world, right? you'd be a fool to not see that.
okay but maybe he is a little paranoid that you actually will choose them so he actually does put in effort..
I mean nearly everyone is scared terrified of rook right? what's one more person to the count? he totally does not purposely send out rook to stalk them so he can expose them on social media .. or make him stall them somewhere so he has the chance to whisk you away and you losing the ability to see them for this day.. oh well, it's better to just spend it with vil since you're free anyways..
— idia shroud
bystander number 6 who was there but actually not there..? physically not present but he was there, somehow.. *looks at camera in the far, FAR corner of the ceiling*. idia doesn't know whether to start crying because you actually looked happy with their CRINGE. confession.. the crying is a more intense period than azul's btw.
or.. actually there's no or, that's just what he's gonna do. close his electronic device, crawl into his bed and cry into his body pillow. fear not. little brother ortho to the rescue! ortho actually suggested destroying any evidence of a 'disappearance' if that poor soul just happened to not be present for years but idia quickly shot that idea down, he actually pondered on agreeing but no way he's gonna let them win by that!
hijacks all their phones, PC's, whatever other stuff so that it's completely off, no other person can fix it besides him. and he's definitely not gonna do that so the person ghosts you for weeks, so you get mad and ghost them irl.. wow his masterplan actually worked. no ortho pls don't force me to 'comfort' them..
— malleus draconia
bystander number 7 who genuinely doesn't see the appeal of this basic little b— human :). like? hello?? he's right here, open your eyes child of man. no need to tolerate the pathetic display they just did that doesn't live up to your very existence, they might as well compare you to gravel on the floor from how poor they executed their weird analogy.
he could legit go on and on about every single feature you have, your eyes, mouth, face, shape.. he would present you a microsoft presentation for it if you ask and it literally is godly description type of thing. you could finish listening to one of them and you'd be in TEARS ☠.
bros so sentimental. he thanks lilia for the advice of microsoft presentation because you now look completely convinced. malleus has the pride to spare the other person a smirk when your attention is fully on him :D.
I think I’ve got a good one. Can I request Leona, Trey and Kalim with a male s/o who usually doesn’t like being touched, but is alright with them doing it ‘cause they’re lovers. However, they get into a serious argument and in the aftermath they try to touch him in someway to start apologizing only for him to slap their hand away and say “Do not touch me.”
characters: Kalim, Leona, Trey
S/O who tolerates physical affection but during a fight yells "don't touch me!"
Format: headcanons, mini fic
Pronouns: he/him (male reader)
- You often got into arguments with him, but never really that serious or went on long
- This time though, he had passed a line and didn’t see anything wrong with it
- He had wanted you to sleep with him, you agreed but weren’t feeling up to cuddling
- So you asked him not to, he was annoyed but agreed.
- You woke up to him holding you
- You got up and woke him up, confronting him and asking if it was on purpose
- When you screamed not to touch you, his ears actually laid flat
- He was shocked, then angry
- No no, he doesn’t apologize easily in a fight so if you want him to realize his wrongs your want will be for nothing
- Usually you both would slowly start talking more, no sorries, no forgiving,
- You both just get together again slowly and surely
- If you don’t show any want to get closer to him again, that will probably be the end of the relationship tbh
- Unless he himself sees himself very clearly in the wrong, his pride won’t allow himself to come to you without you coming to him as well
- He will miss you but he’s not a beggar.
- Definitely won’t beg and most times won’t apologize
“Leona get up.” you said sternly while shaking him the best you could. He groaned and asked you what you thought you were doing. “I said I wasn’t in the mood to cuddle, I woke up and you were straddling me, was it on purpose?” you asked calmly, hoping it was just instinct and he didn’t go against your wishes. “So what if I did? You were asleep and wouldn’t know anyway so why does it matter..” he said groggily. “Well obviously I knew because I woke up. I have boundaries. Why don’t you ever listen to me?? Like actually listen to me??” you raised your voice a bit. “You’re overreacting. Fine, come back when you ARE in the mood to cuddle so we both get our way.” you shook your head and stomped off, calling him a prick on your way out.
He always wanted to touch you
You didn’t hate it, but you couldn’t say that you loved it either
You loved that he loved you. And you knew this is how he showed it.
Sometimes though, he touches you too much and you have to tell him to stop.
It takes telling kalim something at least 30 times before it sticks, which can get a bit obnoxious
Like this one time, where Kalim was holding onto your arm and pulling you around everywhere while shopping.
You didn’t mind it at first, but you were starting to get annoyed and told him to stop.
He laughed it off and didn’t stop. So you told him again.
And again, and again, and again.
He kept laughing, and it was starting to piss you off.
When you yelled at him to not touch you, he flinched and recoiled quite noticeably.
If you were apologetic after yelling, he would tell you not to apologize and that he is the sorry one
Yeah he’s pretty glum and tells you he won’t touch you anymore
Actually doesn’t touch you for the rest of the shopping trip, or at least until you tell him it’s ok to, and even then he asks if you’re sure
If you’re still mad at him after yelling, he will start crying
Crying, but apologizing
Says he won’t do it anymore and asks if you’re gonna break up[ with him while sobbing
Unlike leona, he will always apologize first in a fight and would most definitely beg you not to break up with him
He’s sincere but a situation like this where he doesn’t know when to stop and won’t listen to you is bound to happen again, just a fair warning
You pulled your arm away and yelled at him. He backed up. Shocked. “Why don’t you listen to me?? Why don’t you EVER listen to me!! God kalim it gets exhausting! It’s like you have to respect or regard how I feel!” You walked out of the store and Kalim was quick to follow. He didn’t mean to make you so upset, as he was running towards you tears brimmed his eyes as his voice cracked while yelling after you. “Wait MC I’m so so sorry, please! Please don’t break up with me, it won't happen again!”
- isn’t much of a toucher either
- holds your hand and puts his arm around your shoulder and that’s only sometimes
- so when he tries to hug you from behind and you yell at him, he’s shocked
- will try to fix anything and everything he did
- won’t apologize until he knows what he did
- He had forgotten your date.
- you wouldn't be that mad if it was just a simple accident, but it wasn’t that simple.
- Trey had postponed the date by putting other things before you
- will stand there and let you yell at him all while listening to you and trying to put himself in your shoes
- he won’t get angry, he won’t yell or insult you, he’ll just cross his arms and listen with a focused expression
- he genuinely wants to make it better
He put his hands up in the air as his eyes went wide. “Woah woah what’s wrong?” he asked innocently, wanting to comfort you. “Don’t do that. Don’t be sweet now. God! How hard is it for you to put me first??” He saw your sadness behind your rage and that made his stomach cramp. “Oh no...I did it again, didn't I?” he asked with an exhale, obviously disappointed in himself. “I’m sorry MC..I don’t know what’s been up with me.” he sighed. “I’ll take you out right now, yeah?” “No, don’t even bother, I know the outcome.” you said with a puff.
He’ll make you your favorite treats as apologies but he knows that isn’t enough. He’ll get you gifts and offer you favors free of charge. When you do come around to forgiving him, he will have a whole apology speech memorized for you.
Twisted Wonderland Whumptober
October 4th - Can’t Pass Out - Riddle
Characters: Riddle, Ruggie, Azul
Cw// insomnia, hallucinations, low self esteem, fever, illness, hurt/comfort (kinda?) open-ended
The monster lingered just out of his sight for days. Riddle closed his eyes, trying to find solace in the darkness of the room.
“You can’t ignore me forever.” The voice spoke, “We both know you’re stuck with me from now on. Wherever you go, I will follow.” It taunted, coming closer to his bedside, “Whatever you do, I’ll be there. So why pretend you can’t see me?”
Riddle bit his tongue and forced his eyes open, glaring in the direction of the voice. He couldn’t see it - he never could, it always stood just out of sight - but he knew it was there.
He sighed and sat up again, climbing out of bed. He ignored the itching under his skin, the feeling of bugs running under it and spiders making their webs in his lungs, his throat, his ears, thick and sticky like they’re trying to pull them closed.
His feet felt like lead bricks under him as he staggered toward the closet. It was sunrise, now, he may as well get up. Lots to do, so little time, or at least he’d thought so before. Now he finds that time moves too slow, that everyone is at a snails pace.
He felt the cold hand of the monster on the center of his back and grit his teeth. He steeled his expression and began to dress himself for the day.
“Won’t you speak a word to an old friend? It’s rude to ignore your queen.”
The redhead shrugged his back sharply, as if to dislodge the hand. He could feel the creature smiling as it draped itself across him, “Why do you ignore me so? Not even a word?”
“You aren’t real.” He said softly, “You’re my mind playing tricks on me. I will not be swayed.”
The creatures smile got bigger, far too wide to be human. “I was real. I could be real again.”
“No, you can’t.” Riddle said, “I won’t let you. They risked everything to save me.”
“Perhaps they should have let you succumb.” The phantom whispered into his ear, “You wouldn’t struggle so. Maybe you’d be able to sleep.”
Riddle sharply turned and walked away, out of his dorm room.
The day passed painfully slow and in a blur at once. Remembering anything he’d learned in classes was a struggle, but his temper was steady. No outbursts, only two collars for the day, and only to two students who were bullying another.
He powered through physical education, though his broom barely made it above a few feet off the ground due to his magical exhaustion.
It earned some concerned looks from other second years, particularly Azul (who never makes it farther than Riddle was at now) and Ruggie.
This only increased tenfold when Riddle suddenly slipped from his broom and fell to the ground. As the two watching him ran over, he quickly got back up, but his wobbly legs betrayed him once again and he fell to his knees.
“Riddle?” Ruggie asked gently, gripping his shoulders, “You okay?”
“I…I won’t let you hurt them-“ he mumbled, “They saved me, I won’t- I can’t.”
Ruggie frowned, pulling him to his feet only for Riddle to collapse under his own weight again.
Azul came over, cold hand pressed to Riddle’s forehead.
The Heartslabyul dorm leader’s eyes fluttered shut, and he unconsciously leaned into the touch. “‘M okay, Mama…” he said breathlessly, “I’ll finish the…the alchemy homework…”
Ruggie frowned and lifted Riddle up, hands behind his knees in a bridal carry.
“It seems Riddle has a rather nasty fever.” He heard someone say, eyes drooping. The sky above him was blurry, and he could barely make out the shape of the beastman carrying him, “He needs to be cooled off ASAP.”
“When’s the last time anyone saw him sleep?” He heard the person carrying him say, the rumble in their chest echoing around his brain, “The bags under his eyes could carry groceries for a whole village.”
He heard someone click their tongue, and felt the movement of walking.
“We’re taking him to the infirmary, Coach. We’ll be back soon.”
Riddle’s head swam with warmth, coating his cheeks up to his ears. It felt as though a warm blanket settled across his mind, wrapping it tight in the same sensation as coming in from the cold on a winter’s day.
“…Riddle?” He heard. He turned the the source of the noise, only to be met with the lip of a disposable water bottle meeting his mouth. Worried blue eyes stared down at him, and he wracked his brain to identify the beholder. “Drink.” Was the simple command coming out of the boy’s mouth, and Riddle obediently did, tears beginning to run down his pink face.
He suddenly stopped drinking, beginning to cough at the water when he saw the monster appear behind him, hand gripping the boy’s shoulder.
“Look out!” He yelped, twisting in Ruggie’s arms. He reached out to remove the hand, only to find…
Azul stared at him, then gently removed his hand from his shoulder and pushed it back, stepping closer. “Did you see something, Housewarden Rosehearts?”
“I…I…” Riddle began. Azul exchanged a glance with Ruggie, and the beastman began to slightly jog with Riddle in his arms, Azul not far behind.
But I saw it… he thought desperately. It was there, it was gonna get him. My friend…
Headcannons for Jamil, Azul, Idia, Jade, Leona
How would they react when they realise that they have a crush on someone? Do they understand their feelings right away or does it takes time?
this is a good one! thank you so much for the request :)
leona, azul, jade, jamil, and idia realizing they have a crush
💛 immediately embarrassed, but not in a “i-i like them?” type of way, but more of a “damn it, really?” type of way. he’s frustrated
💛 he’d rather not have feelings for anyone, but you? you’re trouble. you’re not a delinquent or a bad person, but you tend to come along with a lot of noise, and he prefers being left alone
💛 the only problem is, when he’s alone, leona can only think about one thing: you. he knows he’s got feelings, he’s aware he has a crush on you, but he is constantly denying it to himself.
💛 since he’s not going to be king, he doesn’t need a mate, it doesn’t matter, and relationships are a hassle. but he keeps thinking about your scent, your smile, the way his pulse changes when you’re around. it sucks
💜 azul is not fully aware of his feelings at first, attributing it to him feeling intimidated by you. after about a week or so, though, he realizes that he’s not intimidated by you at all. if anything, he’s intimidated by the thought of your rejection
💜 he's convinced that you would never like him back, so when he’s alone, he’s pretty gloomy over it. if you’re around, though, he’ll overcompensate and try to be as likeable as possible, clinging to that little glimmer of hope that you could return his feelings someday
💜 it’s painfully obvious to everyone around him that he’s in love with you. he thinks he’s extremely subtle about the whole thing
💜 the twins tease him constantly, but it makes him feel worse because the whole thing feels like a joke
💜 fully aware of his feelings and quite comfortable with them honestly
💜 jade thinks you’re interesting. you’re not bad looking, either, so it makes complete sense to him that he’d develop feelings for you
💜 whenever you visit the mostro lounge, he will present himself as a romantic butler type, eager to serve you hand and foot. it’s not like it’s very different from his usual work demeanor, but every move he makes is a conscious decision
💜 he’d be very disappointed if you didn’t return his feelings, but it’s hard for you to even know that he felt any particular way about you just because he is so difficult to read
🧡 jamil’s actually pissed off that he’s got a crush
🧡 it just causes problems. he can’t have a single thought to himself anymore. his mind, his private place, has been invaded by thoughts of you. he can’t find anywhere to be alone
🧡 he feels extremely conflicted over this, though. he’s obviously sick of playing servant and dealing with annoying people like kalim all the time, but his thoughts of you aren’t exactly...negative. in fact, he feels happy when he thinks of you, and that terrifies him
🧡 he’s never been able to have something be truly his, so he figures that, should he ever actually pursue you, you’ll never feel the same way, or maybe someone else will swoop you up instead. it’d be easier if you hated him so he wouldn’t hold out hope for something between you, but you’re just so kind and warm to him...
💙 life isn’t an otome game. if you select the wrong dialogue option, you can’t just restart the save and try again. he’s absolutely terrified by his feelings of you because he is consumed by them
💙 he’s engaged with enough media in his life to know that he’s got a crush on you. but there’s no way someone as perfect as you would like some loser shut-in like him. there have to be S-Tier suitors waiting for you out there
💙 ortho comments on his hair becoming pink more often than normal, and it just makes it worse. is it really that obvious? might as well just keep his distance and wait for it to pass
what a nice dynamic they have :)
☆ cat, kitty, cat (3) ☆
summary: In which an alchemy lesson went wrong, and your favorite housewarden is turned into a kitten. Now your tasked with caring for him.
a/n: finally finished all the dorm leaders! I had a bit of trouble writing for idia, so he might be a little ooc ^^: also he was incredibly hard to find photos for, like i struggled so much. on another note, someone recently requested a vice housewarden version, so that will come out soon, but also we hit 700+ followers a little while ago! Im incredibly happy and over joyed, really thank you all!
So i'm thinking about doing a little event. I'm at a crossroads between doing one of those alphabet prompts or just regular prompts. with both, i think i'll include different genres (like fluff, yandere, angst maybe nsfw???) but those are all just thoughts.
if you have any suggestions, feel free to leave them! it's greatly appreciated :)
included: Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia
!warning! cursing, ooc!idia? my horrible attempt at a country accent
*you can find the other parts here! -> one, two
Vil Schoenheit <3
This was it.
The moment you were going to meet your demise. Overblot after overblot, you stayed strong and survived. The boys that bullied you for being magicless wouldn’t even come close to the dread you faced. Nor did Grim’s rage when you ran out of tuna.
No, the pure rage you were about to face made all those things minuscule.
You wished you could go back in time and stop yourself. Stop yourself from doing the unthinkable. How you wished you weren’t that naive.
But no, you couldn’t.
You had to face the fact that you accidentally followed Neige LeBlanche back on Magicam. Had to acknowledge your misdoings. And most importantly, giving in and liking his top post. A cute photo of him in a flower field holding up a little puppy. You couldn’t resist. He tempted you with his ridiculously charming smile and bright eyes.
And now you had to face the rage of the one and only housewarden of Pomfiore, Vil Schoenheit.
You could picture it now. Standing in the garden of Pomfiore, the sun’s glow basking the four of you in golden light making the shadows all the more ominous. All the more formidable. You could see Vil’s picturesque frown, red lips in a straight line. Eye makeup done to perfection. Rook’s amused, yet unforgiving, smile. Lastly, Epel’s sad frown, blue eyes glimmering with tears.
You could feel the poison he’d give you slid down your throat. And it won’t be an ugly death, no a death that Rook would praise, a death Vil would be proud of. You’ll lay on the grass, head tilted to the side taking in the setting sun for the last time.
But it won’t be the last thing you’ll see, no, you’ll be blessed to see Vil’s face, pretty eyes and soft locks touching the skin of your cold face. His hands softly holding your chin and with the softest voice, he’ll whisper, “You should never go against your Queen.”
And that will be it for you.
Nothing more than another victim to Neige’s looks and Vil’s unbridled hatred towards the other.
Opening the doors to Pomfiore, your suspicions were only confirmed. No one was in sight. Not the overdramatic students that attempted to fight you and no harsh glares sent your way from the more stuck up ones. Not even Rook, who always greeted you with a hug, was there.
I guess this is the end. You sighed, shaking your head with a heavy heart.
The further you walked into the dorm the darker it grew. Lights slowly dimmed until you were following the lit candles down the hall, up the staircase, down another hall, ultimately ending in front of Vil’s door. Gulping, you leaned your head against the door, hearing nothing by silence.
Maybe I should just turn back? Yeah, my death can wait. Patting yourself on your back, you turned around to leave. But fate had other plans for your poor soul.
In an instant a hand dragged you through Vil’s doors. Another clamping down on your mouth to prevent your scream from alerting others. The door shut with a harsh bang. Panicking, you squirmed in your captor's hold. But he was strong and easily prevented you from elbowing his chest.
You froze the moment lips brushed against your ear. A low whisper echoed in your ear. “Welcome, my trickster.”
Immediately, you slouched in Rooks hold and did the first thing that came to mind.
Licking his hand.
He instantly retreated his hand. A gleeful, amused chuckles escaping his lips. Fixing your sweater, you glared up at him and asked, “Was all that really necessary?”
“Why of course, trickster! I find the way people tense up and squirm quite beautiful.” He winked.
Shuddering, you shoved him lightly and muttered, “You sure are weird.”
“Tell me ‘bout it.”
“Hey, Epel.” You waved, pushing Rook away from you. Sitting on Vil’s stool for his vanity, you asked nervously, remembering why you came in the first place, “S-so what’s gonna happen to me?”
Epel looked at you in confusion. His lips puckered lost at your question. Tilting his head, he mumbled, “What’cha mean?”
Playing with your fingers, you whispered, “W-well about my misdoings?”
Again, Epel looked at you like you grew two heads. Glancing at his lap, then to you, then his lap again, he said confused, “I don’t think ya’ did this?”
Rook stood beside Epel and held out the fluffy kitten towards you. Irritated violet eyes stared at you. Its small body rocking from Rook’s movements. Its fluffy tail swaying languidly.
“This, my dearest trickster!” Rook said dramatically, bringing the calm kitten up to his face. Squishing it against his cheek, “Our dearest Roi de Poison has turned into a kitten!”
Like glass, you fell to your knees and grasped your shirt. A relieved sigh escaping your lips. Realizing that you’ll get to live another day. “Oh this is so much better than I originally thought.”
Vil came saunting towards your lap and looked at you expectantly. Chuckling, you softly scratched behind his ear. He purred in response.
Epel came to sit beside you and asked, “what in tarnation was goin’ through ya’ head?”
Settling Vil on your lap, you chuckled softly at his content purrs. Shrugging your shoulders you answered “I thought I was going to die.”
Epel made a noise of surprise and worried.
“I know. But it’s not my fault I liked one of Neige’s posts. It was too cute.”
Everything seemed to stop. Silence enveloped the room. No more purrs. Epel’s wide eyes stared at you in shock. Even Rook had nothing to say, but alas you stayed oblivious and continued to talk.
“I thought Vil was gonna have my head for not only liking his post, but following him back on Magicam, haha! I sure do have a- guys, why are you staring at me like that?”
A low hiss caught your attention. Looking down at Vil, you smiled nervously at his narrowed eyes and claws. “Haha, Rook, come get– AHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Oh! Seems like Roi de Poison is angry!”
“GET HIM OFF ME!!!!”
⋆ Epel and Rook at to pry, and I mean pry, Vil off your face. He was seething, Rook was laughing, Epel was tired and you were crying. You left with a red scratch up face and an ice pack to help the swelling.
⋆ Vil is your stereotypical cat. Aloof, prissy, high maintenance, knows that he’s better than everyone, basically he’s just himself. And he’s just so fuckin pretty and fluffy. Literally, his fur is so soft, so silky. His is a warm white, with really soft light brown accents on his face, tips of his tail, ears and paws. And the prettiest violet eyes that practically allude mystery and confidence.
⋆ After Vil’s anger, he finds himself hanging by you a lot more. You’re warm and soft, and your hands even more so. Also he knows for a fact that you’re the one making sure Grim looks his best, because Grim sure as hell isn’t putting any extra work into his appearance. So he trusts you to keep up with his new maintenance.
⋆ It’s so much work, and I mean so much work. The water has to be perfect, the towels need to be freshly washed, etcetc. Anything he does for his regular self, needs to be done to his cat self. No you can’t argue, no you can’t give him to Rook to do it for you. He wants you to do it, and only you.
⋆ Don’t even entertain the thought of feeding him tuna, especially tuna from a can. Vil will stick his nose in the air and swat at the food. In the end, you’re like ‘and what am I supposed to feed you, Vil? I’m not exactly made out of money.’
⋆ He comes back an hour later with his credit card in hand and dumps it on your lap then goes to sit on his ledge near the window. His eyes blinked expectantly at you. In the end, you’re buying high quality meat for not only him by for yourself and Grim (or any food really)
⋆ And don’t even think about even setting him on the ground. He vehemently refuses to set foot on the ground. Vil will claw at your arm and clothing to prevent it. Hissing like a madman (mad kitten?) he makes it look and sound like your murdering him.
⋆ In the end you either hold him in your arms, cradling him like a baby, or he’s wearing little booties that you bought/made for him.
⋆ He may walk with those on, but he still refuses to sit on anything other than your lap. And you can’t say otherwise.
⋆ He’s one the few cats that will allow you to dress him. Vil loves the way you coo and gush about how adorable he is. He’ll proudly wear whatever you bought/made for him. Not only does he get to feel like his normal self, but your whole attention is on him and solely him.
⋆ Doesn’t nap a lot, but when he does: Do Not Disturb Him.
⋆ Vil also makes you sleep when he sleeps. Especially during the night. If you have a bad sleeping pattern, he’s fixing that. Vil will sit on your chest or stomach, make himself comfortable and will not move. If you attempt to move him or get up, he’s sticking his nails into your skin as a warning. He wants you to get sleep, it's the least he can do after everything you’ve been doing for him.
⋆ Overall, Vil displays the very typical cat behavior but he gets a pass because he’s pretty (and he’s paying your food bill)
“No wonder you look tired all the time. The time you sleep is outrageous. Hmm? Grim keeps you up? Well why don’t you just sleep here? We have an extra room. Or would you perhaps prefer to sleep alongside me? (chuckles) Spudling, no need to get so flustered. I was only teasing you~”
Idia Shroud <3
“Hey! Ortho! You called me buddy?” You said, walking into the Ignihyde dorm. You shivered at the cold air blasting through the ac. Rubbing your arms, you walked towards Idia room, knowing that Ortho was probably there with his brother.
Knocking on the door, you waited patiently before saying softly, “Idia? Ortho? Is it okay for me to come in?”
Shuffling could be heard on the other side. Ortho’s voice was the only voice you could hear followed by the scampering of paws. Frowning, you knocked again. “Ortho? Buddy, are you alright?”
“Yes! I’m fine! You can come in!” He called.
Opening the door, you walked in casually. Taking note to help Ortho to clean up Idia’s mess. Leaning against a dresser, you watched Ortho who was currently looking underneath the bed. His hands stretched out trying to get something from underneath.
Crouching down behind Ortho, you asked, “So…whatcha reaching for?”
His answer was blunt, straight to the point. A very Ortho response.
Sitting on his knees, he tilted his head and pointed to the bed, “Idia’s under there. Take a look.”
You stared at him questionably. Ortho’s not one to play pranks, and when he does, his pranks are harmless. Shrugging your shoulders, you leaned down to stare into the dark abyss. Slowly your eyes adjusted to the darkness. It smelt bad, but you ignored it the best you could and held your breath.
Seconds ticked by. It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. Just as you were about to come out for air, a swishing of a tail caught your attention. Staring harder, a pair of bright yellow eyes stared at you in fear.
Without thinking, you caught the creature before it could scamper away. Coming back up you took a deep breath of air and held up the screaming kitten.
“Big brother!” Ortho exclaimed in delight. Taking the kitten from your hands, he cradled Idia in his arms. Murmuring how scared he must have been and how he shouldn’t run away like that.
You merely watched Ortho snuggle into the kitten with amusement. This isn’t the weirdest thing that has happened during your time in Night Raven Academy. You could only assume it was an alchemy assignment gone wrong. Though this was so much better then last week when Ace turned his entire arm into a crab claw. You still had bruises from that.
Reaching your hand out, you scratched Idia behind his ear, “Damn, Idia seems like your an anime heroine for once.”
He meowed in response.
⋆ Idia, much like his human counterpart, hates being around others. He’s so incredibly shy, but this time it’s so much harder because he’s so quick to hide underneath couches and beds. It’s a miracle he hasn’t gotten smushed.
⋆ That being said, you and Ortho take turns watching Idia. Idia feels comfortable enough around you that he won’t immediately be running to the hilltops.
⋆ Taking care of Idia is definitely the easiest. Besides his hiding problems, he’s not incredibly clinging or high maintenance. All he needs is a place to stay low, food, and a screen.
⋆ Like Leona, he’s pretty long, and like Riddle, he’s incredibly fluffy. If there’s one thing, Idia has over the others, is the fact his eyes look like they glow in the dark. You’re positive that’s not how cats should work, but at the same time cat’s shouldn’t talk (i’m looking at you, grim) nor should they have fiery ears and tail. And no, that's not only a jab at Grim, but also at Idia. Idia’s ears has the fiery flames like Grim and his tail has a little flame at the tip. Grim won’t admit it, but you know he’s jealous.
⋆ You know those pictures of cat’s fitting in the smallest of places? Yeah, that's Idia. In cups, little cracks in the wall of Ramshackle, your shoe to prevent you from leaving. Anywhere that’s empty, expect Idia to be there.
⋆ He sleeps a lot during the day. So he’ll hang out in your sweater or bag, but he much rather prefers to stay in your room.
⋆ During the night, he’s a menace. You know he’s trying to be quiet, but he fails miserably. He’s constantly knocking things over, falling from high places, jumping onto your stomach. It’s a mess, but you can’t really get mad at him. Not when he looks up at you with the widest golden eyes that screams ‘Please don’t be mad.’
⋆ Kitten Idia pretty content with affection. He loves when you scratch behind his ear or when you cuddle him close to his chest. Idia’s purring so damn much, it’s all like damn okay, touch starved much?
⋆ Definitely the chillest kitten you could have. Though beware, he hates bath time. Even more than Grim.
“S-stop staring at me like that. Y-your making me nervous. Huh!? You m–mean that I was…i was…cute! (quietly passes away)”
Malleus Draconia <3
It was calm.
Something that you were having increasingly difficulties in finding these past few days. Staring up at the starry sky, you sighed blissfully. Even though you weren’t familiar with the constellations and such in the dark abyss, you still found beauty in it.
“Is that what Rook means about finding beauty within things?’ You asked out loud. Taking a seat on the grass, you let yourself flop down. Fingers intertwined with the thin threads of grass. Inhaling the cool night air. Admiring the sparkling night.
It was perfect. You felt at peace.
You blinked, once, twice. You waited for the noise again.
It was closer this time. Turning your head to the right, you watched as a small black kitten emerged from the thick foliage of the bushes. Said kitten looked all around until its pretty green eyes settled onto you. Jumping, the kitten meowed again and rushed towards you. Falling a few times in the process.
Sitting up, you caught the kitten in time before it could fall onto its face again. Holding it at arm's length, you laughed softly at the kitten’s meows of delight. “And who are you?”
Bringing the kitten closer, you admired its silky ebony fur. Holding its paw between your fingers you melted at its little pink toe beans. The kitten purred in happiness.
“You’re the cutest thing imaginable. Yes, you are.” You cooed softly, cuddling your cheek against its tiny head. The kitten proceeds to nuzzle its nose with yours. You practically squealed in happiness. So cute!
Setting the kitten on your lap, you laughed as the kitten got comfortable on your lap. Staring up at you with its mesmerizing emerald eyes. Scratching behind its ear, you murmured softly, “Y’know, you remind me of someone I know.”
“His name is Malleus. He has black hair like you and the prettiest green eyes I’ve ever seen. And I mean, pretty pretty. No joke.” pinching its cheek, you murmured playfully, “But he’s not nearly as cute as you.”
The kitten meowed.
Closing your eyes, you fell back on your back and brought the kitten to your chest. Letting it rest on you. Pawing at your chest, the kitten soon settled on you and purred softly.
“I think I’ll call you Malleus Jr. How about it?”
“Fufufu, I thought the term jr. was given to a child?”
Looking up, you smiled at the bright magenta eyes that twinkled with amusement. “Good evening, Lilia.”
“Hello, little one. I see, Malleus is keeping you company.” Lilia mused, taking a seat beside you. Petting your head, he chuckled, “He was so eager to find you that he disappeared.”
“Lilia, you make no sense.” you breath out, slowly getting up and setting the kitten between you both.
The kitten proceeded to stumble towards Lilia’s outstretched gloved hand and purred loudly. An amused smile on Lilia’s youthful features. Glancing up at you, he grinned, “My child, you really are as oblivious as the rumors.”
“Rumors?! There’s rumors about me?” You gasped, your hand covering your agape mouth.
Chuckling, he nodded, “Tons, but that's not why I’m here.”
“No no, Lilia you gotta tell me now. You can’t just say stuff and not spill.” You pouted.
Placing a finger to his lips, he smiled, “How about we talk about it over a cup of tea?”
Stretching out your hand, you nodded your head, “Deal.” He shook your hand, and you asked another question, “So why are you here?”
“To retrieve Malleus of course.” Lilia said simply. His eyes twinkled in bliss. Pointed to the kitten that suddenly clung onto your hand, he said, “But it appears Malleus has no intentions on leaving his human any time soon. Ah, young love.”
Green eyes glossed over with wonder. With a nod, Malleus jumped onto your lap and made no signs to move.
Sighing, you stared at Lilia and deadpanned, “You’re paying kitten support.”
“Fufufu, why of course~”
⋆ Okay, I am biased when I say Malleus is probably the best kitten to take care of.
⋆ He’s calm, full of curiosity, incredibly gentle, just really really sweet. Like he’s ten times smaller than you, but still treats you like he’s at his regular height. He’s careful not to hurt you with his claws, careful not to jump too hard on you. Its like he’s the one taking care of you and not the other way around.
⋆ Also, he’s really pretty. He’s like in the top three of prettiest kittens (vil and leona following behind) As mentioned, he has black fur because obviously, with the shiniest, brightest green eyes. Just down right beautiful. Also strands of fur that stick up on the tips of his ears that swoop up that emulate his horns. The cutest.
⋆ He’s ecstatic that he gets to spend time with you. Since he’s a kitten, he gets to go places with you that he normally couldn't. (much to sebek's dismay) Malleus attends class with you, sitting at your side or on the desk. He loves lunches, because he gets to experience what it's like to be a regular student (as regular as you can be as a kitten), to see you, the braincell trio, plus Jack or Epel, all goof around and talk about how hard a test was. He loves seeing your large smile and laughter. Also that head scratches he gets from Deuce or Epel is a plus.
⋆ There's never a dull moment with Malleus, you soon find out. Because this boy is so full of wonder and curiosity, that you can’t help but indulge him. Malleus loves to sit in the basket of your bike, he loves the way the wind pushes through his fur. Most of all, he loves the way your laughter sounds so joyful and bright.
⋆ Malleus, although likes to walk with you, also loves to sit on your shoulder and stare at everyone. Seeing everyone’s emotions and expression. Since every reaction he seems to get in his regular form, are ones of fear and total obedience. So it’s intriguing to Malleus to see all these different emotions, ranging from happiness to despair to rage to nonchalance. Malleus grows a deeper fastiation with humans after.
⋆ He doesn't really take naps, but will if you want to take one. Loves to cuddle into your side or chest.
⋆ Malleus in a very simple way to put it is incredibly gentle and curious. He wants to know so much more about the world, about the people around him and most importantly you. That he’s willing to drink as many kitten transformation potions to be able to experience what it's like to be a regular student and to be able to experience the warmth of your hands on his head once more.
‘My child of man, what do you think of going to Briar Valley with me? Hm? ‘Why’ you ask? Well, to put it simply, I learned a lot while I was a small kitten and that’s because of you. You allowed me to experience the highs and lows of a normal student life. I only want to repay you by allowing you to experience more of the world. Afterall, this campus is quite small.’